As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

It seems a bit extreme.

"It's just military training."

"That's no problem."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Ge looked at the woman and asked, "Did you hear that?" The latter naturally nodded in understanding.

Very good, so now this problem has been preliminarily solved - if moving to the base of the combat nuns cannot solve the problem, then this problem will not be just Zhang Ge's problem. At that time, there will naturally be a large-caliber immortal to teach physics.

But the woman had just taken two steps when she suddenly stopped, turned back and said apologetically:

"Master, could you give us a little more time so we can change into more appropriate clothes?"

"Ah, no problem."

Watching the other person turn around again and disappear into the room, Zhang Ge touched his chin and felt that this person was at least much better than ordinary people in terms of communication skills.

She was able to quickly adapt to behavioral habits that might have lasted for a decade, and she noticed Zhang Ge's communication preferences, choosing an attitude that was respectful but not to the extent that he thought it was excessive.

Although this was actually the ultimate obedience in another sense - it represented that she quickly abandoned all her past habits and chose to follow Zhang Ge's preferences, but from the outward appearance, it did not make even someone like Zhang Ge feel disgusted.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this for him. He doesn't need to worry about so-called conspiracies anyway. Under normal circumstances, it is naturally more comfortable to communicate with a smart person than with a fool.

While thinking this, the woman quickly changed her clothes and came back into Zhang Ge's sight.

He didn't realize anything was wrong for a moment, but soon realized, isn't this the biggest thing wrong?

The woman's clothes were simple black and white, and the style was actually a simple maid outfit.

Wait, that seems reasonable.

The privileged class may be one of the few things in human history that has survived from ancient times to the present day. This provides the basic conditions for the relevant knowledge to be preserved relatively intact. On this basis, if we follow the logic that the older the better, isn't it just the maid outfit design that existed in ancient Terra that can best highlight the owner's identity?

In a trance, Zhang Ge felt a little bit like the Necrons who woke up from a sleep and saw Abaddon flying around in the Blackstone Fortress.

However, if you look closely, this maid costume is a little different from the traditional maid costumes of ancient times, for example...

Although it seems to be a loose style at first glance, if you look closely, you can see that the concave and convex parts are well outlined, but they do not appear abrupt, and the curves become part of the demeanor.

But, what is that?

Zhang Ge noticed that there seemed to be something that looked like a thread somewhere on the other person's clothes?

But just when he wanted to take a closer look, the thin line was covered by a coincidental movement of the other party who had been standing obediently.

"what is that?"

"Yes... Master, to facilitate movement, I temporarily modified part of my clothing while you were searching the building, making it more fitted. This way, when I need to wear tactical gear later, it won't be so bulky."

Under Zhang Ge's gaze, her eyes shifted slightly, but she had no intention of lying.

But, is this truth really the whole truth?

Zhang Ge had a slight question mark in his mind, but he had no intention of forcing the other party to restrain such a harmless matter. After nodding slightly, he accepted this statement.

After Zhang Ge nodded, she walked forward and returned the grenade launcher to Zhang Ge with both hands, then drew out the laser pistol and chainsword from behind her.

Behind her, in the rooms with open doors, armed women walked out one by one, holding laser guns. Some wore bulletproof armor, while others had no protective gear. However, without exception, they all wore a maid outfit as a base, just like a cross to a combat nun.

As more and more people gathered, Zhang Ge realized that something was wrong.

"Wait, how many of you are there? I mean, those over sixteen years old."

"Well, for those over sixteen, that's two thousand one hundred and nine, Master."

"Let's not talk about the people first, where did you get so many weapons and equipment?"

"The guards who were taken away didn't have time to take the supplies from their arsenal. I also borrowed your name to get some from the new guards downstairs."

"..."

Chapter 211 Wherever we go, the people welcome us wholeheartedly

After listening to the other party's words, Zhang Ge thought about it for a while and found that if Shan arranged the female slaves according to the scale of the previous banquet, even if the frequency was not high, the number of people in the clan would indeed be indispensable.

Rather, the current number seems too small - the number of female slaves brought out from the meeting before should be at least two to three thousand, so why is there only this small number in the entire clan?

Zhang Ge did not intend to keep any doubts, but looked at the time where it would take several minutes to gather everyone, so he asked the other party directly.

The answer obtained was:

"Ah, that's because there's more than just our clan. Other clans have been settled elsewhere."

Is that so? But if so, it would be consistent with what the senior attendant said before. He said at that time that he would handle the female slave and the corresponding clan for him. So, there should indeed be multiple different clans.

In response, Zhang Ge said he was emotionally stable.

Anyway, the maids' role is to be a "secret" armed force set up against the nobles. They will not have a direct impact on their own frontal combat, so it doesn't really matter if there are more of them.

"You'll be in charge of the other clans. By the way, what's your name?"

"Understand, Master, my last name... the clan's last name is the same, so please allow me to introduce myself to you simply by my first name: Penelope."

Zhang Ge nodded to indicate that he heard it, and soon after, the message that the maids on each floor had gathered sounded one after another in Penelope's sound array, and the entire team began to move.

Thousands of people are not a small number. Fortunately, the Dead Forest Festival can mobilize a lot of transport boats, otherwise it would take hundreds of flights of Valkyries to transport them all.

When he led his men down there, Zhang Ge discovered that the situation was significantly better. In addition to a lot of stored food originally intended for the guards being distributed on an emergency basis, the environment had also been preliminarily cleaned up.

It seems that the official was not so stupid. After witnessing the killing of those nobles, he made the right decision... However, he went a little too far.

When Zhang Ge left the elevator, a servo skull that was guarding the elevator door followed him. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, but after taking two steps, the thing suddenly began to emit a loud sound:

"The honorable leader of the First Mechanized Infantry Regiment of Akaolan, the savior of the Dead Forest Festival, the merciful ascetic... has arrived here! Let's celebrate!..."

The sound was extremely penetrating, echoing and spreading in the closed hall. Needless to say, the consequences of this situation would be obvious.

Countless ragged people gathered around Zhang Ge, shouting his name with expressions of excitement or tears. Compared with the awe they had before when seeing a superior, they now expressed their emotions in the most direct way, as if they were believers seeing a saint.

As the servo skull played the sound in a loop, the crowd in the hall gathered, but they automatically left enough space for Zhang Ge to move. Zhang Ge, who was trapped in the crowd, had to greet them while speeding up his pace.

Whether it is due to long-term religious beliefs or various heroic narratives, Zhang Ge found that ordinary people always tend to express their feelings towards a certain person in a relatively radical way.

Although he had expected to be appreciated, it was no longer gratitude at this point. Perhaps it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as fanatical.

It was not until Zhang Ge finally walked out of the main gate and began to move towards the city gate that the people who had flocked there reluctantly dispersed slowly under the order maintained by the guards and maids.

It wasn't so obvious at the triumphal ceremony when I was far away, but now that I'm in the middle of it, I realize what it feels like to have that kind of fanatical emotion focused on me.

Wiping his sweat off his forehead, Zhang Ge quickly walked to the city gate. After letting the slave girl return to the team, he said to Dominica:

"Clean these things up."

These so-called things were of course the body parts left after the nobles were beaten to pieces. The official did not dare to clean up these body parts, which were lying on the ground in pieces, emitting a strong smell of blood and a stench mixed with various other smells.

The latter nodded when he heard this, quickly stepped forward, took out a hanging part from his waist, and stuck it into the slot under the grenade launcher.

The next moment, blazing white flames spewed out and swept across the street, turning all kinds of noble fragments into charcoal. But the charcoal was just the beginning. With further burning, even the carbonized state could not be maintained. All that was left of the original corpses was dust on the ground.

Efficient cleaning often only requires the simplest method. Compared with using traditional mops and brooms, Dominica solved the problem in seconds with the special cleaner provided by the Battle Sisters, which is commendable.

It seemed that Zhang Ge was not the only one who realized this. Seeing this extreme violence, the maids behind him all showed puzzled expressions.

Of course, he himself had not yet realized this, but continued to move forward, and eventually brought everyone to the landing place of a dozen transport boats.

The maids entered the transport boats one by one in an orderly manner, and it was not until then that several other transport boats flying from different directions finally arrived. Judging from the emblems on the boats, they should have come from the same place as the nobles who were killed before.

After the transport boats landed, the people who walked out of them also confirmed Zhang Ge's idea.

In addition to some nobles, there were a large number of mechanical servants. Those mechanical servants carried a large amount of boxed supplies from the transport boats and walked towards the city gate with relatively heavy steps due to the heavy load.

Obviously, even without Zhang Ge's special reminder, after the first group of people sent were killed, the family quickly realized what was happening here and made corresponding decisions.

In some cases, if the power is sufficient, physics is still more efficient than reasoning. Nowadays, the nobles who could have discussed what to eat for afternoon tea for dozens of minutes have shown extremely high efficiency.

Not only were they transporting supplies inside, they were also evacuating people inside and concentrating them on transport boats, preparing to arrange for the portion of people who exceeded the building's original capacity to be relocated to other accommodations.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Ge, who was reluctantly satisfied, stopped the noble who was about to come forward to flatter him, and took the group of people who came with him... plus Penelope who had also joined them, and the group quickly returned to the Valkyrie's cabin.

These two brief but significant events came to a temporary end. As the Valkyrie's engine began to hum softly and the feeling of weightlessness spread to his body, Zhang Ge was brought back to the base.

Chapter 212: A Small Shock to the Mechanicus

The Valkyrie quickly carried everyone back to the mechanized infantry regiment's base. In fact, it had not been long since they left.

However, although only a short time had passed, Zhang Ge discovered at the landing field that there seemed to be unusual guests arriving.

It was a shuttle with the Mechanicus logo, and two Skitarii were guarding the side of the machine.

Although no one was seen in the open belly of the shuttle when passing over it, it is not difficult to guess that these people should have entered the base and been arranged to other places.

The next soldier he met also confirmed this idea. After seeing Zhang Ge, he first trotted over, stood still and saluted, and then said:

"Captain, someone from the Mechanicus is coming. The deputy commander asked me to wait here and lead the way for you."

"Okay, let's go. By the way, do those Mechanicus people have any characteristics?"

"Well, some have a lot of robotic arms, and some are very bright..."

What's the difference between this and not saying anything? Isn't that what all Mechanicus members do?

"By the way, one of them is very large and seems to be of high status."

The body size is very large, which is useful information. Generally speaking, the high-ranking priests or sages of the Mechanicus are all very large. Because they have undergone a lot of modifications, their original bodies have almost completely turned into mechanical parts. When the parts are added together, it is not uncommon for them to be stacked to the size of a tank.

During the similar casual chat, the guard led everyone to a convoy parked not far away. After getting on the convoy, the convoy drove further into the base, passing by places where loud sounds were spreading due to training, and finally stopped outside a large wooden house.

Here, Zhang Ge's guards are in charge of the defense. Judging from this, the Mechanicus must have brought quite a few people, which has made the scene so tense.

However, after walking in, Zhang Ge discovered that there were more than just a few.

A huge crowd of red-robed people crowded on one side of the room, with very little space between them. It looked like there were hundreds of them... You have to know that these were all priests. Generally speaking, a Star Army regiment with less than 10,000 people would only have a single-digit number of chaplains. Where did so many people come from?

Among these priests, the most eye-catching one is naturally the high-ranking priest with six pairs of mechanical feet. He is huge and looks to be at least five or six meters tall, even larger than the heroic armor of the battle nun.

Judging from his physical features, he is not one of the two high-ranking priests Zhang Ge knows... Is he from the Dead Forest Festival area?

Without giving it much thought, Zhang Ge quickly approached several senior officers from the mechanized infantry regiment on the other side and, after responding to their salutes and greetings, took the initiative to ask:

"What are you doing?"

The high-ranking priest did not answer the question immediately. The mechanical tentacles extending from his mouth seemed to be entwined with each other in thought. After a moment, the neutral electronic sound from his skull began to echo:

"...Translation activated: Come for the Titans."

Translation program? What does it look like before translation, 01001?

Zhang Ge secretly complained in his heart. He was not surprised that the Mechanicus Church sent someone to discuss Titan affairs. He thought about it and continued to answer:

"Just tell me what you want."

It's just that he's planning to take back Titan or something, what else could it be...

"Translation: To improve efficiency, a resolution has been made to temporarily place the Marauder-class Titans and the Titan Guards belonging to the Titan formations under your command."

what?

No.

"what?"

"Translation: Is the statement unclear? The literal meaning of the above paragraph is as follows."

No, is this a question of whether it is literal or not?

Did the sun rise in the east today? Even if it was only temporary, the Mechanicus voluntarily relinquished command of the Titans?

Buddy, if you have any conspiracy, just tell me directly. At most, I will cooperate with you. Why do you have to hurt me like this?

The other party's words made Zhang Gegan silent for a long time. After a while, he reluctantly thought of a reason:

"Does the Titan Legion have any objection to this?"

"Translation: Vigilance's external communications have been largely blocked, making it impossible to contact the Titan Legion. Furthermore, the previous Titan commander has perished, and a new commander is needed. After analysis, choosing you is the most efficient option under the current circumstances."

After hearing this, Zhang Ge, who had recovered from his initial confusion, quickly realized that something was wrong.

Is this a question of efficiency? If the Adeptus Mechanicus simply chose the most efficient option for everything, then there wouldn't be so much trouble.